Where is everyone #5

"We gonna get to you"

I been here 4.5 ####ing hours and I'm the only one here. I'm getting one ####ing piece @2500 lbs.

Sposed to do some hurricane relief stuff at church n that starts at 9am- if I was loaded and leaving now I wouldn't get to the drop off til 8; without traffic, and that's an hour 5 minutes from my yard, which is 15 minutes from church.


The inefficiencies of large organizations are very frustrating to me: the lack of hustle on the part of employees who "just work here" and hide from doing any work at all, the extra 7 steps involved in any process, the "I don't care" attitude.

 

That crap right there is why I walked away from a corporate job...all the benefits, salary and bonus they had couldn't make me stay there without losing my mind.

 

####.

I bet that plastic seat in the waiting area is getting hard on the rear by now.

Sorry about your luck driver.

 

Be there at 8am sharp, they need this stuff.

Well, here I sit.

 

No coffee needed today!

 

That ain't hazardous or nothin Logan. 2 straps and it will ride lol

 

Yeah, I'm going to pass on hauling that. Lol

 

Go to eat at Cracker Barrel this morning by myself, I just get sat down, I'm looking at the menu, a lady walks by and trips hits my table, spilled coffee all over my phone, never says I'm sorry or anything just says she's really not drunk and walks off and I'm like WTH!

After she walks off guess who was sitting next to me and had to make comment? Mr. and Mrs. super trucker.....in Cracker Barrel. I start thinking uh oh! Him, Man in Black. Black Bandana, black sleeveless t-shirt, black pants, black cowboy boots. Her, dressed to the nines, both of them late 40's maybe. He asked me where I'm from so I tell him and then he proceeded to tell me how Indiana is a piece of s***........ several times, because of all the construction and pretty much so the whole restaurant could hear him, now I'm thinking.....please get me out of here!

In the meantime my waitress is being attentive, coming back and forth asking me how I'm doing bringing me coffee and the whole time she's calling me "young-un", (I'll be 55 in a couple of weeks), I hate people calling me that! But that's just me.

So super trucker starts telling me what they haul, where they've hauled and how long they've been doing it, my replies always the same, hmmm. Now I'm thinking, would this guy please take the hint I don't want to talk to him.

I like meeting people and conversing but I prefer not to do it so the whole restaurant can hear me, especially when profanity is involved. He finally turned his interest to his phone I wolf down my food and I'm out of there. So much for a nice quiet breakfast. I shoulda gone to the Petro and sat at the counter, lol.